filled with spite. For him, this wasn't only about unmasking Caylee bu
s," Stacey
was all he needed. By then, he'd make sure C
.
ting for her ride when an annoyingl
in Matthew's car. I just saw him drive off
rode in his car. So the remark was no accident. It was her way of t
eyes, looking far too u
Matthew won't give you a lift, what's your plan? Walk all
ed. "For Stacey's s
st his temper. "Don't test me, Cay
re you really that thick? I wouldn't step in you
yle
snatched her phone right out of her
ee caught his shoulder, twisted, and
through the empty str
w's composed face. His eyes skipped right over Brett, who was still on the ground, and settled on
s pain, just stared
illion-dollar contracts to protect his germ
get tangled with Matthew, but staying near Brett w
out of Brett's hand a
ake-sweet voice. "Matthew, didn't you hate having anyone in your car? Or did Caylee fix that for you? If your
mother to box him in, while also reminding Caylee that his mothe
hs, get your woman under control. If she wants to act familiar when she's not, that'
ee catching sight of Brett's and Stacey's s
let a small, pleased smile slip.
hort, almost indifferen
mething nagged at Caylee's thoughts. Curious, she asked, "
hat drew eyes without effort, but it was the calm, controlled
ou, Miss Jenkins," he said with a quiet sm
I'm very interested in your personal cooperation with us. Would you
ships. The only reason Griffiths Group even had a seat at the table w
heard you're curious about their new industrial chain. Start at one entry point and
oft laugh slipping from him. "Then,
om this close, there was something oddly familiar in his face. The thoug
amusement glinting at the corner
e felt heat rus
tween them had vanished, his clean, co
er unsettled, her he
ou doing?" sh
belt across her chest. "Just helpin
h caught. For a fleeting instant, his eyes overlapped perfectly
as h